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The following story is real based story from north of *location#. Old days there were no precautions or fear to be scared about. These two old boys lived on it videoing it experiencing on it. Take a look
It was that morning not so long time ago Veiko Nuottajarvi took his pants away in town of *location# north of *location#. Patrick this man who he namely knew only just few decades put his small penis in Nuottajarvi's snatch. In the air was smell or rather a scent of turpentine. They were old boys Veiko and Patrick now nakedry in secretly at old boat builder's warehouse. Is it a werewolf is it a kiwi fruit that so goodly old man's tailbone's neighbor. They were two mermaids of ocean world and full of secret awe on their retirement and vacation. Weird haired boy Veiko Nuottajarvi enjoyed the strict smell as Patrick took his backyard behind the spa. They were on the same boat taking the broth. Though further and lower as Nuottajarvi was. Took all but in. Ranks were the captain that took now peasant's load nakedry at boatry to the old man's trust or chamber of secret behind. Floor blanks whined Nuottajarvi hallucinating the wave of a newly built boat on the sails with an aim. Little fart escaped the crack as slight drops of poop travelled on Veiko's thighs. But that's about it neitherless to say best were the days only if gathered some seeds of wisdom in the old men's common sense. And the air smelled turpentine as poop fought back the undergrown clitoris was the wisdom never harvested or ripe. Old were the days once Veiko Nuottajarvi's cap was a mermaid haired and such thing as a dance that Veiko Nuottajarvi had was not yet a big deal. Mermaid could be a friend and missing awe just old days without blames. No one to say that a friend could't be for a friend. Out of must just the old smell of rope and turpentine and two boys once again connected same old days reminding the pull that used to be holding tight
I thought since I've made a few chapters for my first story on this site I'd make a discussion thread for it. It seems to have garnered a good reception so far which I am quite pleased about. Feel free to ask any questions you might have about the story's world, the characters themselves, or other elements that might strike your fancy. Whether or not I'll properly answer said questions depends on how spoiler heavy I feel the answer would be.
I'm interested to hear what people who've read it so far think.
By Carlos Hazday
Welcome to the discussion thread for CJ’s series.
All things CJ are fair game, I simply ask you be respectful of others.
I will actively participate in the discussion. Ask questions, speculate about what’s coming, or bitch about what happened.
We’re now open for business!